Baldy's Words of Experience

Daisy knew nothing of Mr. Eddie Brock's ordeal. She slept, then woke to find that another wave of enemies had been repelled. Lorna was clutching an attack helicopter in one hand, and they had even captured a prisoner suspected of being an assassin.

A group of people had disregarded life and death in their scramble for power. No matter how strong she was, Daisy had no good solution. She could only kill one when one came, kill a pair when two came, and keep killing until all the troublemakers were dead before discussing what came next.

"Bring the assassin over and let me take a look. Maybe he's an acquaintance." She smiled at Baldy, never expecting the person brought in to really be someone she knew.

"Davos? Why aren't you staying in K'un-Lun? What are you doing at my house?" Daisy had always been on good terms with Thunder God. Davos was Thunder God's son, and she had seen him from afar a couple of times, though they had never spoken.

An agent whispered a few words into her ear, and her face filled with astonishment.

"Who gave you the courage to come looking for me?" Daisy looked at her grandnephew, who had traveled thousands of miles to demand the power of the Iron Fist from her.

Davos was in a miserable state. His fists were wrapped up like rice dumplings. There was something wrong with this guy's brain. Groot's body was no less sturdy than Adamantium; if his arm were chopped off, it could be used as the handle for Stormbreaker.

Stormbreaker was a top-tier divine artifact, which showed just how tough Groot's body was. Toss him into Xianxia World, and he would definitely be an invaluable treasure for artifact refiners. Yet Steel Serpent, a mere mortal of flesh